𝐁𝐔𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐅𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐒; fred weasley x fem!reader

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED; harry potter is dead [version 1]

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PART FIVE
Harry Potter Is Dead
[ Version 1 ]

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" y/n's point of view "

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"HARRY POTTER IS dead. He was killed as he ran away, trying to save himself while you lay down your lives for him. We bring you his body as proof that your hero is gone."

I had jumped to my feet upon hearing Voldemort's words echoing through the castle grounds.

"The battle is won. You have lost half your fighters. My Death Eaters outnumber you and the Boy Who Lived is finished. There must be no more war. Anyone who continues to resist," Voldemort's voice continued. "Man, woman or child, will be slaughtered, as will every member of their family. Come out of the castle, now, kneel before me, and you shall be spared. Your parents and children, your brothers and sisters will live, and be forgiven, and you will join me in the new world we shall build together."

I was among the first few people to leave the Great Hall and walk out of the entrance hall to see the Death Eaters gathered just outside in the courtyard.

Professor McGonagall was the first to say anything, screaming out a "NO!"

My heart sank when I caught sight of Hagrid, who was chained along with the Death Eaters, and in his arms lied Harry.

"No!"

"No!"

"Harry! HARRY!"

Ron, Hermione and Ginny all screamed out and I stumbled backwards, into Fred, who was quick to hold onto me.

There was more shouting until Voldemort himself yelled over everyone else.

"SILENCE!" There was a bang and a flash of bright light, and we were forced to be silent. "It is over! Set him down, Hagrid, at my feet, where he belongs!"

I watched with an aching heart as Hagrid laid down Harry's body onto the grass.

"You see? Harry Potter is dead! Do you understand now, deluded ones? He was nothing, ever, but a boy who relied on others to sacrifice themselves for him!"

"He beat you!" Ron screamed out in rage, and the charm broke. I let out a sob as the defenders of Hogwarts were shouting and screaming again. That was until another, even louder, bang silenced everyone again.

"He was killed while trying to sneak out of the castle grounds." Voldemort said and I shook my head. I knew that wasn't the truth. "Killed while trying to save himself -"

Neville had lunged forward, charging at Voldemort with his wand drawn, but he was quickly sent to the ground and disarmed, Voldemort throwing his wand aside.

"And who is this?" His snake-like hiss of a voice questioned. "Who has volunteered to demonstrate what happens to those who continue to fight when the battle is lost?"

Bellatrix gave a delighted laugh and I wanted to follow in Neville's footsteps and run forward to attack her.

"It is Neville Longbottom, my Lord! The boy who has been giving the Carrows so much trouble! The son of the Aurors, remember?"